That glorious Form, that Light unsufferable,
And that far-beaming blaze of Majesty,
Wherewith he wont at Heav’n’s high council-table,
To sit the midst of Trinal Unity,
He laid aside, and here with us to be,
Forsook the courts of everlasting day,
And chose with us a darksome house of mortal clay.
From ‘On the Morning of Christ’s Nativity’
by John Milton.
Happy Christmas everyone.
I wouldn’t let Yuletide pass without wishing all our readers the best Christmas, and happiest New Year possible. The storm rages, and the angry waters of chaos churn and boil all around us. Yet in the hearts of those who cross the bridge connecting their souls to heaven, peace is profound. Knowledge conquers fear, courage is the flower of faith, and inner silence conquers all.
Like so many readers, I have been forbidden to see my family and friends. I haven’t seen my dear brother since Christmas last, and he today remains unseen. The hurt and sadness we all feel and share as one, in these revelatory moments, is sacred, and profound precisely because these moments are being shared by billions of us all at once. Can you imagine how it will be when the table turns? In one moment all will know that we are free. Just imagine a tidal wave of infectious joy washing over us on that day – when in the streets and houses, fields, and sky, as even on the sea, we all embrace. Pray for it.
Some readers might notice that I haven’t been publishing as much as usual. I have been kept very busy this year composing and recording music from my room, in collaboration with a young producer. It’s a very long-drawn process because my fingers can rapidly grow too painful to use, and don’t recover quickly. That doesn’t stop me doing it though. So far I’ve no idea when or where we might publish. Stay tuned.
To the many who like and follow our blog, I thank you sincerely for your interest. I have been unable to ‘like’ your blogs for many months, due, no doubt, to some bug in wordpress. If/When it is fixed, you’ll see me on your blogs again.
Until then, and whenever I post again, may this Christmas reveal its sacred core of divine truth in every readers heart.
“All shall be well, all shall be well…For there is a Force of love moving through the universe that holds us fast and will never let us go.”
Julian of Norwich.
A very happy, and holy Christmas to everyone.
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Longfellow.
Photograph ©Francis Moloney.
Greetings, and best ever Christmas wishes to you. These pics were taken recently at a nearby Public Aquarium.
I feel that from the point of view of these marvellous and beautiful creatures, their world is a sort of prison. We have built a prison for them, even as we build prisons for ourselves. Encouragingly enough though, these particular captives don’t seem to suffer from any shortage of stimulation in this well-kept artificial habitat of theirs. How lovely it is too, to see the faces of visiting children light up in wonder at their first ever glimpse of these living marvels.
I wish that all captive creatures* were treated so well; and I hope that one day soon, we will agree to honour them all, and nature, in deep and wiser ways.
With that, may I wish you strength, and peace, to carry you into what promises to be a very stimulating New Year.
Be undivided in your affectionate kindness for all life. Keep your mind flexible.
*Including mermaids.
Photography ©Amanda Moloney.
Greetings. Autumn’s finest, as viewed in various corners of our garden throughout October. With leaves so red beneath a sky so rarely this blue of late, what a blessing it is indeed to enjoy the garden on a sunny day. And although it’s becoming bitterly cold at times, well, there’s always Christmas to look forward to.
When the sun still shines in our hearts, on even the darkest of days, then we can always see the road ahead. The sun never shines in anger, or in judgement. It never shines for one, and not the other. It harms none but those who aren’t prepared.
The poet Charles Causely wrote “I am the great sun, but you do not see me”. May we never be so blind – because the sun is an example of the ways of heaven.
I will just insert a note here, to say that I am having technical difficulties when attempting to like some of my favourite blogs. I find great value in all of your works, and always wish to show my appreciation by liking. So please accept my apologies.
Having said that, I hope you enjoyed the pics – and now it’s Namaste, and peace from me.
In my Soul there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church
where I kneel.
Prayer should bring us to an altar where no walls or names exist.
Is there not a region of Love, where the Sovereignty is illuminated nothing,
Where ecstasy gets poured into itself and becomes lost,
Where the wing is fully alive but has no mind or body?
In my Soul there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church
that dissolves, that dissolves in God.
Rabia of Basra (c.717-801)
Photography ©Francis Moloney.
Amras888 